Archive for June, 2014

Reading a section of David’s Dominate about death, dying and conquering fear, I closed my kindle app, put my phone away, looked up in the sky at two in the morning and realized this is as real as it gets. Being told to dream big since the our inception we tend to always be looking at the big picture and never breaking it down. Mental masturbation jizz all around us, guys. These grand schemes we make out tend to lead to us firing a signal in the brain tricking us into thinking we have already achieved something with out actually having done anything.

Get off on dreaming about it as much as you want and reap the finite feeling of worth while you can, but realize this. When you begin to assess what you have done, what you are doing, and what you are going to do, it must be constant evolution. We are the dwarfs standing on the giants of the greats past. We have the capability of being giants giving shoulder rides to other giants for miles, yet we direct our efforts towards fantasy football, spending our paycheck on the weekend, and circle jerking over a new beer.

In this day in age, I can literally reach thousands if not millions of people by registering an account on a wordpress for free. I can write an ebook, publish and promote it for free. Anything we desire to do can be achieved with what we have today and if you think otherwise, I’ll be damned if it can’t be created by you or somebody else with the right know how. Our desires are not some esoteric, intangible, object. They can really be had. Roosh traveled around the world making it his own personal poosy paradise, David quit his job to become a personal trainer, Robert succeeded in every last one of his challenges on 30 days to X, Mike form DandP went from fat to fit to jacked, and Elliot Hulse went from a training out of a van in a park to a following of almost one million, becoming the #1 youtube fitness star Your dreams, shown by example, can be had, simply because others have achieved theirs through out history time and time and again.

We spend so much time thinking about what will happen instead of what IS happening. Notice how your body reacts just from the thought of something that hasn’t even happened yet and might not even happen. You get nervous, hands might start to sweat, your voice becomes high pitched and cracks, and for what? In talking to girls, for example, most of us are probably thinking way further ahead than we need to. You have no idea what she is thinking and that’s okay. Relax a little and treat it like the game that it is. You’ll have a much better chance getting something worthwhile out of her if you focus on actually having a conversation versus fucking her in your mind.

Seriously, this really is as real as it gets. I cant get over it. We cannot allow ourselves to think things like, “Oh, that’ll never happen to me” or “I never thought I’d make it this far.”, be mindful it is okay to be wishful and humble, but see to it that bad things will happen to you as well as you achieving your sense of greatness. However, also be mindful that if you entertain a thought, so too can it be made into something real.

Having torn my shoulder last week, this past week of not lifting left me sulking in my apartment feeling the withdrawals of an Iron Temple addict. Although I lifted yesterday and am not quite back to 100% it has been giving me time to think with all the time on my hands from not hanging out in the gym.

That is no matter how hard we try, we will never fully experience another person’s experiences. Our perspectives are based solely on our experiences and like snow flakes not a single one will be the same. Recently I’ve been actively working to try to convey exactly what was on my mind with others in person whether they liked what would they hear or not to become a more authentic person. Holding the red pill influenced views that I do, I was presented with a lot of blank stares, “WTF’s” and “that’s not true!” It becomes increasingly hard to relate, but I digress.

In conjunction with taking our own masks off, we too must create an environment to allow others to take theirs off as well. Listen and inquire about another persons perspective and make an attempt to infer where or what kind of experiences this perspective came from. It may help improve yours.

Do you lift, bro? Seriously bro…DO YOU EVEN LIFT?! If you don’t, here is a good starting point. If you do why do you even lift, bro? I had to have a moment of clarity with a colleague who mentioned to another colleague that I in fact only did it for vanity and spent more time looking in the mirror than I did lifting. What rubbish. I’ve spent more time in the gym than he’s spent wishing he could lift. Garbage really.

Lifting for vanity or to look more appealing to the ladies can only get you so far. You’ll spend all your workouts on the vanity lifts for the girls creating muscular imbalances or quit once you get to a level where you start making progress with girls. I would even argue it’s not the body itself that got you the girl, but it was the confidence you gained from those lifts. Your confidence sky rockets, your posture is better, you’re less stressed and anxious, more energy, the mental benefits far surpass the physical benefits in social interactions. Respect the lift, bro.

In my experience, I lift because I have grown to love the lift. I’ve been lifting consistently for over a year now and suffer a mild depression if I don’t lift during the week. If I don’t lift everything else in life just kind of sucks. Mental fogs, less energy, eat less healthy than I would if I were lifting and I’m just plain lazy.

But I wasn’t always this way. Before I would dread the lift and try to rationalize every excuse in the book for why I couldn’t lift that day. I would hate a certain exercise like squats and avoid leg day like the plague. In fact, I was so ignorant of the ways of the lift, I thought to myself as a young teen that my legs would get bigger from the amount of weight I would put on my upper body. (laugh… its ok.) I Had no idea what I was doing, but I did it anyway. Sometimes, even in lifting with some degree of injury likely, you just have to shut your brain off and do it. First time I did dead lifts, I was bed ridden. One fateful leg day, I was doing squats and felt my back just “crunch”. Bed ridden. Fucked up my wrist doing cleans. Still going at it to this day.

I lift because I LOVE to lift. The chalk on the hands during and the caluses after. The social clubs they call gyms to rugged and raw work out temples. I’ve even compared my post-workout high to being better than MDMA. ( maybe it was shitty molly) I love everything about it. What makes it EVEN better is I’m becoming some kind of authority in my circle when it comes to lifting. A buddy I haven’t seen since he joined the army a year ago called me yesterday for diet and exercise advice, imagine that. Being that I am a small guy who isn’t jacked out of his mind, a lot of people call “shredded” or “ripped”. You can decide for youself, but the problem with lifting is the day you want to get bigger, you become forever small because you’ll never be as big as you want to be.

It’s that time of the week and that time of the day again. It’s time to lift. We cannot improve ourselves to the fullest without experiencing the body’s physical potential. I like to cycle through a few different styles of lifting routines, but this is the one a I keep getting drawn back to and is my person favorite. My lifting schedule is a 4 day split with a day of rest in between each day, consisting of a pull, push, legs and a weakness day.

How it feels when I can convince a girl she won’t get “big” from lifting.

I just so happen to have the smallest traps in the world, as well as a small chest. This leaves me with a set of coconut shoulders. Broad shoulders be damned when you have this imbalance. To try and correct this I have a “weakness” day to work solely on my weak points. Your’s will obviously differ from mine and I’m sure mine will vary along the way as well. I tend to hyper focus on a certain muscle group until im satisfied and proceed to hyperfocus on the next muscle I may have not focused on during all that. An endless cycle of muscle imbalances. However, as annoying as this can be I really don’t mind the process because I love to lift. I could be four foot tall 100 lbs and still be cranking this shit out below.

Even this schedule of mine will vary from day to day to avoid getting burnt out or stale. To add an extra challenge I do a series of pyramiding my workout by adding 10 pounds with every set so I might not even get to the full 12,10,8,6 leading to an until failure most of the time.